Another post in my continuing “Days of Yore” series, catching up on long-overdue photos of Truman’s final days as a puppy-in-training….
August 31, 2008 — Welcome Back, Wagger
After Truman came home and assumed his proper place as my forever dog, our dear friends from the puppy group threw him a welcome home party. Wolf and I especially enjoyed Ann’s giant hammock in the backyard, and Truman decided to join us. This was, in some sense, the first official photo of our little family.
And this is where the story of Truman’s time as a GDA dog ends. He’s completely our boy now, and now that Wolf and I are married, all three of us are living in the same place at the same time, and we could not be more blessed and grateful. At least, we think that’s how Truman feels…when he’s not giving us his patented Look of Canine Disdain over some offense to his delicate sensibilities, real or imagined. The Grumpus has officially been part of our family for two years now — it is hard to accept that it’s been that long — and he has had many other interesting moments with us. I’ll catch you up on those past stories and photos every once in a while, in between some current ones.
Meanwhile, this whole blog posting catch-up marathon has been in preparation for the arrival of the next puppy-in-training, and we’re excited to see how Truman will take on the very special role of Big Brother Dog and Teacher of Canine Social Skills. We’ll find out in less than twelve hours.
Guess I’d better get some sleep. Because if Jethro is anything like Truman was as a puppy…we’re all going to need our rest.